Poem: She

I like the way your eyes
give a different meaning
to everything I hear.

Where did you learn
to look at me like that?
Like if you were Destiny
and at the same time mine.

I like the way you close your eyes
it makes me feel
That I can get use to
seeing you sleep by my side.

Is it too much to say?
that I don't need to utter a single word
when I sit quietly
and a green thought
hunt my mind
and is the thought
of the memory of your eyes.